Billionaire's Regret Finding Her (Caitlin and Sebastian) novel Chapter 698

Chapter 698

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The gun fired–but the bullet missed. Dustin’s injured back pulled at his arm, throwing off his aim.

Before he could fire again, Tyler moved with lightning speed, flipping his body up and into the cabin. In one smooth motion, he kicked the pistol from Dustin’s hand.

A second later, the barrel of Tyler’s gun was pointed straight at Dustin’s forehead.

Tyler was drenched in sweat, his muscles trembling from exhaustion, but his eyes burned with fierce determination.

Dustin froze, breathing heavily, realizing that this time he was truly cornered.

“Don’t kill me,” he said quickly, voice trembling. “Listen to me! I can give you money–anything you want. Just let me go. I’ll pay you–millions, tens of millions!”

Tyler gave a cold, sharp laugh. “You think everyone can be bought?”

Maybe others could. But not him—not anyone from their organization. They didn’t fight for money; they fought for something greater.

While the two men faced off, the pilot–still gripping the controls–turned around, intending to help his superior. He reached for his weapon, but Tyler was faster. He snatched up the gun Dustin had dropped earlier and aimed it directly at the pilot’s head.

“Unless you want to die here too,” Tyler said, voice like steel, “you’ll keep flying.”

The pilot’s courage evaporated. His pistol slipped from his hands, clattering onto the floor.

“Now,” Tyler ordered, “tell your pilot to turn around. Find a place to land. Do it, or I’ll take over this helicopter myself.”

Dustin’s face drained of color. There was no way out.

“Do what he says!” he barked hoarsely. “Turn around–find somewhere to land!”

The pilot obeyed immediately, searching the terrain below for an open space. Soon, a large square came into view, and he guided the helicopter into a descent.

On the ground below, Sebastian’s convoy followed in pursuit. Vaughn lifted his binoculars, eyes narrowing. “They’re turning back!”

Sebastian looked up at the distant shape. “Tyler must have taken control. Look at the altitude—it’s dropping!”

The tension broke into cautious relief.

Sebastian gave the order. “Follow its descent. Move out!”

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The engines roared to life, and the convoy raced toward the square where the helicopter was preparing to

land.

As it descended, the downdraft whipped up a storm of dust and debris. Civilians in the square screamed and scattered, though some still lingered, watching curiously.

“Clear the area! Everyone move back!” Vaughn shouted as they arrived.

The crowd quickly realized what was happening–a special operations team was moving in. Panic spread, and bystanders hurried toward the perimeter.

The helicopter touched down roughly on the ground. The moment the skids hit concrete, the terrified pilot threw off his headset and bolted for the exit.

Tyler raised his gun and fired. The bullet missed–but in that instant, Dustin made his move. As Tyler’s attention flicked toward the pilot, Dustin lashed out with a desperate kick, knocking the weapon from Tyler’s grip.

Then he bolted from the cabin, blood soaking through the back of his shirt.

“Stop!” Tyler shouted, diving after him.

Before the rotors had even stopped spinning, Vaughn, King, and their men stormed the landing site.

“Hands up! Don’t move!”

Dozens of rifles aimed at Dustin from every direction.

Breathing hard, he froze mid–step.

Tyler reached him from behind, grabbing his arm and twisting it back. “Where do you think you’re going now?”

Sebastian arrived moments later, the crowd parting as he stepped forward. His expression was cold, his voice steady.

“Dustin,” he said. “You’ve reached the end of the line. No more running. This time, you’re not getting away.”

He motioned to his men. “Tie him up.”

The operatives moved in, binding Dustin’s wrists with heavy rope. The pilot who had tried to flee was also apprehended and dragged back to the convoy.

“Tyler,” Vaughn said, running up to him. “You okay?”

“I’m fine,” Tyler said, panting. “Close one.”

The men exchanged fist bumps–relief, exhaustion, triumph.

Sebastian approached, resting a firm hand on Tyler’s shoulder. “Good work,” he said. “But next time, remember–your safety comes first.”

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“Yes, sir,” Tyler replied.

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For him, capturing Dustin had been about fulfilling a mission–about duty, For Sebastian, it was about something deeper: bringing everyone home alive.

“Let’s move out.” Sebastian ordered. “We’re done here.”

The team regrouped, leaving behind a pilot to fly the seized helicopter back to headquarters.

The operation had been a complete success. Two of the Silent Order’s highest–ranking leaders–Ignatius and Dustin–were now in custody.

Next came the cleanup: dismantling the Silent Order’s branches and eradicating its remaining members.

Sebastian’s forces had won decisively. As soon as the situation was secure, he relayed the news to Caitlin.

At that moment, Caitlin was at Thompson Global Ventures with Matthew, reviewing documentation and financial statements. When she received the message, she finally allowed herself to breathe again.

They had succeeded.

Under Matthew’s direction, Caitlin was cross–checking all records tied to the assets her grandfather’s family had once owned. It was tedious, intricate work. The files they’d recovered from the Yuncey Family were only part of the picture–there were still missing pieces that could only be found through Nicoletta and Ignatius.

Back at the Jonathan estate, Caitlin requested permission to interrogate Nicoletta personally. Hector agreed and had two servants escort her to the storage building where Nicoletta was being held.

Nicoletta hadn’t given up. She sat in the dim light, scheming, her voice low and tempting.

“You two,” she said to the guards, “if you get a message to the First Lady for me, you’ll be rewarded. I can give you gold–bars of it. Jewels. Cash. Anything you want. You don’t want to be servants forever, do you?”

She still believed her connection to the First Lady could save her, if only someone could deliver a message.

The guards hesitated, tempted. One was about to slip away when a firm, familiar voice cut through the air.

“No one is to help her,” Caitlin said sharply.

The guards froze.

Nicoletta’s heart dropped as she heard the footsteps approach. Her stomach twisted with dread.

Caitlin was back.

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As Dustin and his men turned down a corridor, they ran straight into Vaughn’s team.

“There he is! Don’t let him escape!” Vaughn shouted.

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Dustin spun on his heel, retreating toward another stairwell. His men opened fire to cover him.

Gunshots echoed through the sterile hallways. Terrified patients and visitors scattered, screaming.

Vaughn and his unit ducked into doorways, returning fire carefully to avoid hitting civilians.

Dustin reached the emergency stairwell, limping but determined, and pushed upward toward the roof. Above, a helicopter from the Silent Order was descending, its rotors slicing the air.

“Zero, hurry! The helicopter’s ready!”

“Cover me!”

Two of his men supported him, practically carrying him up the last flight.

Vaughn shot two guards in quick succession and followed with Tyler close behind. They met King’s team on the stairs, all of them charging upward together.

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